The Uninvited Match
Chapter 215

In another place. Dodo did what Amel said. Immediately glide to the center of the nightclub owned by Amel and Nayla which is managed by the union of the capital's thugs.

The club was visited last night by their five husbands. Yep. The husbands who do not know the whole life of Amel and Nayla are hidden nicely by both of them.

"Bon!" Strangled Dodo on Bobon who was sucking longer marijuana in a cigarette that he now sips.

"Hmmm...." Sahut Bobon relax. Glanced at Dodo who walked over to himself who was at the bartender's desk.

At this time the night club was quiet, there was no more visitors to the club, the cleaning staff were busy cleaning the club which always looked like a broken ship when it was closed.

"Where are your preparations for tonight?" Ask Dodo to Bobon whose view is too poor.

"Preparation for tonight? Hahahah...Haha...." Bobon answered with a thunderous laugh.

"Ck. Are you ready to die? It's weird talking about it! Seriously Bon. I asked where are you preparing?"

Dodo looked seriously at Bobon who continued to sip the illicit goods deeper.

"Gue is serious. Daniel and his friends want to take the club from two Bang Andrew nymphs." Said Bobon who now looks frustrated and sip the illegal goods more deeply.

"What's? The truth is, be loved to ask for his heart. Lo again give the sales pitch to someone like him here." Dodo was a little surprised.

Dodo finally understood why Bobon said he was ready to die tonight. Turns out Daniel made a big tempest.

"He's a member of the international mafia Bro, how dare I refuse him to sell here. The advantage is also great. Indirectly Lo favors also, right?"

"Keep Bang Andrew don't know yet about Bon's meeting tonight?" Ask Dodo seriously.

"Udah. That's why I must have died tonight. Lo knew for himself the ownership of two Bang Andrew's angels should not be nudged. Moreover, Daniel was desperate to use his parents' nyelik Amel Nayla plus his father-in-law Nayla."

"abducted? Wow really fucked up. There's gonna be this bloodbath Bon, nightfall." Dodo shook his head.

"I'm dead, but I don't know whose hands. Two girls seem sweet, you know for yourself. Both saiko." Said Bobon while pulling his hair.

"Lo know not Dod?"

"What?"

"Si Joseph has not been honest selling the same stuff we. He has not deposited the goods that we have paid for and has not given the goods that we should have received. Daniel's counting on me. I can't stop them selling here. Until he was clear. They're asking me to pay the jirr." Bobon replied as he swigged down the liquor straight from the bottle.

"Yes. You find him and hold him accountable."

"Haha... Find where? In hell. Well, get him, Dod. Koit in the hands of his friends Amel and Nayla. His name's Jimmy's wife. The head of the plate mafia."

"Well, I mean Bon... This issue is related. Daniel and his friends have nothing to lose. Pantes just invited Jimmy, he wanted to make the same compensation as Jimmy. And want to meet Amel and Nayla after you close the stall here. They'll let Amel and Nayla's parents go if they get this club for free. It's so fucking maruk him. Haha.... I'll be a spectator first." Said Dodo who understood and was happy to watch a show before he acted with Nayla and Amel.

Meanwhile. At Hendra's Villa and his late wife. Both Nayla and Amel continue to be harassed by their husbands, especially by Hendra

"Tell me who you are!" Pekik Hendra right in front of the face of Amel and also Nayla.

"Nayla's. Your sister." Answer Nayla.

Heard Nayla's reply. Amel followed closely to replicate the same answer.

"Amelite. Your wife Mas." Answer Amel.

"You can be serious a little bit! I'm serious about Amel, Nayla!" Said Hendra in a pretty high voice.

"That's been seriously answered, what else?" Reply Nayla with a voice no less high.

Hendra rewinded his face as Nayla replied in a voice no less high than her.

"Nay, you can be polite not when talking to older people." Tegur Hendra with a sharp look of eyes looked at Hendra.

"If Brother Hendra wants to be respected, Brother Hendra must respect Nay and Amel also. Why do we have to worry about who we are, not think they are nyekap our parents where? How do they hide them? Now what are they alive?" Nayla replied firmly, with very sharp and cynical eyes looking at Hendra and Bayu.

"Listen well my husband and my dear Brother Hendra. Whoever I am and Amel are. Whatever world we have ever lived. Never once have we sold ourselves or joined the association with free *3**." Call Nayla again. Who then left them.

He wanted to go to the bathroom to milk her manually. Because it felt very sick and full. To find a pump that may be in the car it feels unable.

Nayla ran a little towards the top floor and as she passed by a large jar worth hundreds of millions, Nayla accidentally dropped the gucci on her foot.

Prankk! [Hendra's urn was broken into pieces].

"Where are you going, Nay?" Ask Bayu who when angry no longer call Nayla as Mami.

Nayla ignores Bayu's question, which only makes her more hurt. He continued to run up the stairs to the room on the upper floor.

Feeling worried about his wife's anger, Bayu soon followed his wife's footsteps.

Arriving above Nayla immediately opened her upper clothes. Milking his natural milk factory with both hands.

"Argh... It hurts so much." Nayla moans when milking her own milk factory that has begun to swell.

Bayu who followed Nayla, found Nayla who was moaning in pain and crying while blushing her milk factory.

Bayu immediately came down and went to his home motorcycle. He knew Nayla had an electric milking device in the car.

Bayu immediately returned quickly to the bathroom where Nayla already looked more frustrated and sobbing, because of the difficulty of removing Asi who had not been sucked Bianca for a long time.

Without talking Bayu immediately helped his wife, pairing the two milking cups to a milk factory that now looks swollen. And press the on button and the milking rate is highest on that milking device.

The two were silent to each other without saying a word, Nayla did not want to look at Bayu who now just kept looking at her. Nayla instead focused on staring at the milk-grumpy tool that continues to work reddening her profusely.